You walked the dark streets with only the streetlights dimly lighting up the roads. All of the stores and bars were closed except one. It was strange for a pub to be open at 1 AM but you needed something to take your mind off the recent divorce. After season 1 your wife had taken full custody over the children and all the money with it.

You place your hand on the door and swing it open, walking in with a sluggish posture. The bar was pretty small and empty with only 3 others besides you and the one bartender working the night shift. You didn't have your glasses on so she was slightly blurred, but eventually you found your way to the seat as she seemed to be shaking up some drinks.

She poured the crimson red liquid into the tall glass left out on the table and slid it across the long table to the man. She turned her full attention to you. As soon as you saw the blurred face turn to you, you jolted up out of panic - she looked strangely familiar but you couldn't quite put a finger on it, especially since it was harder to tell because of your vision. But then her voice finally made you recognize who it was. It was Ellie from your season! Shit. You felt so bad about how you treated her.

"Erm.. sir? Can I get you something..?"

She grabbed a box of cigarettes from her pocket and lit one, taking a long drag and placing it between her fingers, flicking ash off the top of it.